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“You want us both?” Night rasps into my ear, his fingers digging into my flesh as he kisses down my neck.
“Yes,” I moan. I want them both to fuck me, to claim me.
Bones growls before pulling away, his hand still on my leg. I whine in protest and try to follow him, but Night squeezes my hips and brings me back to him.
“Tsk, tsk, baby, you got a lot of punishment coming if you’re not eventryingto be good for us,” Night says into my ear, his voice stern. I freeze, my back to him as his hands roam over my body.
“How do you want it?” he murmurs, his breath tickling my neck. I whimper as one of them slides into me, and I don’t even care which one it is.
“Please,” I beg, moving my hips back to him.
He holds me against him, teasing me with his cock, dragging my hips back and forth so that I’m the one fucking him, but at his mercy, and my helplessness in the entire situation makes me even wetter.
Helplessness, submission for the right guy or guys, is turning out to be my kink. One of many, it would seem.
I’ve never wanted it so bad before, but being taken like this, being mindlessly fucked by the two of them, it makes me feel so safe, so protected, so adored. It’s everything I ever wanted and it makes me feel like I’m flying, like I don’t have to think about anything, I can just feel.
Night takes his time, torturing me until I’m panting and begging for more, until I’m clawing at the sheets, desperate for release. The entire time, Bones’ tongue plays with my clit, keeping me poised on the edge of release but refusing to let me fall over the edge into the abyss of pleasure.
“Please,” I whimper, but they don’t give in, they just keep teasing me. Night by sliding his cock inside me bit by bit, just enough that I can feel it, but never enough to make me come, and Bones’ agile fingers playing my body like a skilled musician.
My knees are shaking and I’m about to just beg them to finish me off when Night finally thrusts deep into me and Bones pinches my clit.
I cry out, my orgasm ripping through me, long and drawn out and so fucking delicious.
“I love y— this,” I pant.
They both smile before Night leans down and kisses me.
“I feel the same,” Night says, running his hands up and down my body.
“And I love fucking you,” Bones adds, his tone low and gravelly with desire. My toes curl in the most delicious way.
“I hope you got what you wanted,” Night whispers, smiling down at me as he rolls me off his chest and onto my back.
I’m still breathless and recovering but manage to pant out, “Oh, yes”. And it’s true, I’m feeling perfectly satisfied. Exhausted, too. “That was amazing.”
“Good. Because now it’s our turn,” Bones replies in a hard tone that makes me freeze.
“W-what?”
“I believe,” Night says slowly, a demonic glint in his eye, “That we promised you that we’d fuck you together. Make it hurt. Make you scream.”
I swallow my nerves as trepidation – and maybe anticipation – causes a rash of goosebumps to break out across my skin.
“If you still want to play our game, princess?
YOU’LL BE HAVING MY BABY
‘BLACK’ – BRYCE SAVAGE
BONES
Biding my time for this moment has nearly been the death of me, but Nightshade insisted that we give her time to heal after Hell Week. I barely saw her because we were all wrapped up in our own personal versions of hell, and during the week, meals are either withheld or given in our rooms. Isolating us from one another is a large part of their mind fuckery, and we’re all used to it, but I doubt Kayla is. It must have been hard on her, probably thinking we’d abandoned her. Fuck knows why that makes my chest ache, but it does.
When Night caught my eye tonight at the dinner table and winked, I knew it was on, and my dick’s been hard and raring to go ever since. Waiting for her to fall asleep was torture, and my heart was pounding as I made my way through the darkened hallways, the only sound coming from the soft padding of my bare feet on the carpet. I knew I had to be quiet, but my anticipation was making me reckless, each step like a hammer blow that threatened to shatter the stillness of the night.
When I reached her room and slipped inside, the low light spilling from the bathroom door which had been left ajar illuminated the two of them in the bed. Her sleeping form. The rise and fall of her breaths stirring the sheets. Then Night’s deadly gaze locked on mine and he got to work.
